This is a song about "Left"

Right now using my left brain

My buzz is like cocaine

When you see the instant replay

Got nothing left to say

What is hittin' for

I left for one summer,

His ego left bloated

They was on that mase shit

I'm still confused about why you left

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Your father left you for another

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Promises that had us left assured

Life has put her to the test

With the rest who are left